Paula.
When does Ellean return? To-morrow? Next week?
Aubrey.
[Wearily.] Oh! Why should we grudge Ellean the little pleasure she is likely to find in Paris and in London.
Paula.
I grudge her nothing, if that's a hit at me. But with that woman——!
Aubrey.
It must be that woman or another. You know that at present we are unable to give Ellean the opportunity of—of——
Paula.
Of mixing with respectable people.